My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

"Stop talking nonsense. The mayor just explicitly forbade the spread of these kinds of rumors. Don't you want this job anymore?"

"Of course I want this job. But let's not talk about this anymore. It's best to keep quiet under the mayor's nose."

Back in her office, Herria was so angry that her chest heaved violently.

She never expected these people to be so foolish.

Herria poured herself a glass of red wine, sipping it as she muttered to herself, "Haunted? How could there be ghosts in this world? If ghosts really exist, let them come find me."

Before she could finish speaking, the red wine in her glass suddenly began to swirl. She saw a face reflected in the liquid.

That was Duleya's face, her neck broken and draped over her shoulder, her face a bloody mess from the impact, clearly reflected in the red wine.

Herria's hands trembled, and she almost fainted.

Under her horrified gaze, the face in the wine glass slowly emerged from the liquid.

Duleya leaned out of the wine glass and grinned, her blood-stained, mangled face making the smile all the more horrifying.

"Hello, so you're the one who ordered my murder, aren't you?"

The souls of Little Koi and Zhang Hao are floating on the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

"Hey, what do you think of her scare tactic?"

Zhang Hao sat cross-legged, looking like a wise and sage, without even opening his eyes: "Since it's about revenge, as long as we can torment the enemy and vent our anger, that's enough. I have no comment on this."

The little koi chuckled dismissively and rolled its eyes: "Isn't it because they told you back home not to meddle? I understand. I'll prove that all of this was caused by the local ghosts themselves and has nothing to do with you, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Hao slightly opened his eyes and smiled with satisfaction: "You're right, this matter really has nothing to do with me, I'm innocent."

The conversation between the two spirits on the chandelier did nothing to alleviate the terrifying atmosphere below.

Herria felt her nasal cavity and mouth filled with the taste of blood.

The glass of red wine I just drank felt like it wasn't wine at all, but the blood of the dead!

Thick, hot blood rushed into her throat, almost clogging her airway.

When she opened her eyes, what she saw was not her familiar office, but a car that had been smashed to pieces, a head that had been smashed, and a body that had been crushed to pieces!
She felt as if her body had been hit by the vehicle, her neck had been broken, her head had been smashed open, and her whole body was suffering the pain of being crushed and deformed.

No! No! I don't want to die!
A strong will to survive helped her break free from the illusion.

Herria gasped for breath, and when she opened her eyes, she was met with Duleya's terrifying smiling face again.

"I didn't expect you to be able to break free from the illusion. No wonder you are a woman who can become mayor. Your will is indeed strong."

Duleya clapped softly.

Such a determined woman is indeed unmoved by ordinary illusions. So, how should we take revenge?

"Are you that Duleya? That dead person?"

Duleya nodded, touched her head, and then pressed the head, which was about to fall to the ground, back onto her neck. But because the neck couldn't regenerate new flesh to hold it in place, the head, which had just been put back on, fell off again with a "thud" as she moved. She had to pick up the head again and reinstall it.

“That’s right, it’s me. Look at my head, it was broken off by the people your men ordered.” Duleya held up her head and waved it in front of Helya. “I’ve never been able to fix my head back in, you know? It’s so difficult for me to walk like this, if I walk too fast my head will fall to the ground. You said you wanted to kill me, so why did you have to make me look like this?”

Herria stared at the bloodied head, as if she were seeing a scene from hell—countless wronged souls reaching out, trying to drag her into the abyss.

"When you did these things, did you ever think that I would come back for revenge?" Duleya asked curiously.

The little koi next to him shook his head and leaned closer to Zhang Hao, whispering, "Nine times out of ten, they won't feel guilty. These people only care about gains and losses; feelings of guilt simply don't exist for them."

Zhang Hao seemed slightly surprised by the answer: "It seems you have indeed grown. Before, when you encountered something like this, you would only feel indignant, but now you can look at it rationally."

"I can't help it. You're so calm now. If I act impulsively like before, I'll definitely cause you trouble," the little koi said reluctantly.

"Well, I basically have a solution to this matter. Whether it's good or bad depends on whether these people have a change of heart. If not, that's their own choice, and I've never actually interfered."

The little koi had learned to automatically filter out such arguments and nodded in understanding: "I understand, you don't want to get involved in those disputes, you just want to do your job well."

Herria below eventually fainted; the scene before her was simply too stimulating, bloody, and disgusting.

Du Lieya plopped down on her, completely disregarding her feelings, and turned to Zhang Hao, asking, "Mr. Zhang, don't you think I went too far?"

"No. But remember your promise: you can retaliate and make these people truly repent, but you must stop after that."

“I have always remembered my promise, and I always keep my word. I am very grateful to Mr. Zhang for giving me the opportunity to take revenge. I will never forget your kindness.”

Zhang Hao didn't take it seriously and returned to his original body with the little koi's soul.

After they left, a series of events occurred in the area.

The rumors about the haunting have intensified, and although related information has been completely blocked online, people are still discussing it in real life.

Because the authorities have consistently refused to acknowledge it, the rumors of ghosts have never subsided.

That day, Zhang Hao received a call from Lao Zhang back home.

Old Zhang asked wearily as soon as he spoke, "Have you been causing trouble over there again?"

This time, Zhang Hao sincerely denied it: "Absolutely not. I have always followed your advice and acted as a law-abiding ordinary tourist. I just happened to be stopping here. How can you put all the blame on me?"

Old Zhang was skeptical, expressing his doubts over the phone: "Really? You're really that well-behaved?"

Zhang Hao insisted that he was indeed very, very well-behaved.

"In that case, you should leave there as soon as possible. Once your identity is exposed, we will easily be questioned by foreign countries, and it will be very troublesome to explain then."

Zhang Hao glanced out the window; the assassins who had been lying in ambush were gone. With rumors of ghosts spreading everywhere, they were too busy dealing with their own problems to have the energy for such things.

Are you sure you want me to leave?

If he were to leave, Duleya's methods of revenge might become even more drastic without supervision. However, she seemed relatively rational, so he wasn't entirely uneasy about her. (End of Chapter)